08-13-2018, 08:42 AM
USS Osprey
14.00 Hrs
On route to Rendezvous
Emma stepped into the shower and turned it on, almost scolding water running over her as she sighed. As she felt her muscles relax under the heat she turned to wet her hair and just relax for a moment. She was finally on her way back...back to where all this started, and hopefully to take back the colony that she had put so much hard work into setting up, BACK! It was on thing to loose a battle, but to be pulled out of harms way didn't sit well with Emma.
Stepping out and wrapping a towel round herself, Emma sauntered back into the main room and got dressed back into her uniform and pinned her hair back out the way. Stepping over to the replicator she ordered her normal coffee before stepping in front of the window. Simply watching the lights as they flew through warp always relaxed her, and she sighed again. She was hoping that there would be some action. Since having to abandon Aurora colony, Emma had been pulled in several directions by starfleet command, a skirmish here, a skirmish there, but all she really wanted was to push the bastards back and reclaim what was theirs.
Having gotten word from Malloway, Emma finally believed that they were setting out to do something about all the crap that had gone down over the past few years. Maybe they were finally going to give back what they got rather than continuing the diplomatic direction that so obviously hadn't been working. All she could hope was that she would see some action rather than sitting through endless meeting that she had been doing recently and had had quite enough of. She was bored, stiff, and fed up.
Finishing her coffee, Emma shook herself out, tugged on her uniform, brushed a bit of lint off her shoulder and headed for the door. She needed to move, she couldn't just sit still anymore. A walk round the ship would do her good till they finally reached their destination which wouldn't take too much longer. Nodding to those wondering around the corridors fixing this and that, Emma was pleased to notice the ship was gradually recovering from the latest encounter, and would be battle ready once more soon enough. With that thought in mind, Emma made her way to the bridge to find Jemma Grax and get an actual report on progress.
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14.00 Hrs
On route to Rendezvous
Emma stepped into the shower and turned it on, almost scolding water running over her as she sighed. As she felt her muscles relax under the heat she turned to wet her hair and just relax for a moment. She was finally on her way back...back to where all this started, and hopefully to take back the colony that she had put so much hard work into setting up, BACK! It was on thing to loose a battle, but to be pulled out of harms way didn't sit well with Emma.
Stepping out and wrapping a towel round herself, Emma sauntered back into the main room and got dressed back into her uniform and pinned her hair back out the way. Stepping over to the replicator she ordered her normal coffee before stepping in front of the window. Simply watching the lights as they flew through warp always relaxed her, and she sighed again. She was hoping that there would be some action. Since having to abandon Aurora colony, Emma had been pulled in several directions by starfleet command, a skirmish here, a skirmish there, but all she really wanted was to push the bastards back and reclaim what was theirs.
Having gotten word from Malloway, Emma finally believed that they were setting out to do something about all the crap that had gone down over the past few years. Maybe they were finally going to give back what they got rather than continuing the diplomatic direction that so obviously hadn't been working. All she could hope was that she would see some action rather than sitting through endless meeting that she had been doing recently and had had quite enough of. She was bored, stiff, and fed up.
Finishing her coffee, Emma shook herself out, tugged on her uniform, brushed a bit of lint off her shoulder and headed for the door. She needed to move, she couldn't just sit still anymore. A walk round the ship would do her good till they finally reached their destination which wouldn't take too much longer. Nodding to those wondering around the corridors fixing this and that, Emma was pleased to notice the ship was gradually recovering from the latest encounter, and would be battle ready once more soon enough. With that thought in mind, Emma made her way to the bridge to find Jemma Grax and get an actual report on progress.
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Rear Admiral Emma Wilkinson
Chief of Staff
Starbase Thrinacia
Chief of Staff
Starbase Thrinacia